Maine usse kha k tum mere sath rho ghar bhi tum hi le jana double paise de dungi vo maan gya manine 2 suit liye sandel li mene socha kyu na under garm...ents bhi le hi leti hu mene use ek under garment ki dukan k aage rok diya or undergarments lene lagi tabhi vo bhi aa gya mene kha tum kyu aaye vo bola mere ko bhi lena h uski biwi k liye mene kha ok usn kha k pehle tum le lo mere ko vo tharki laga mene kha ok mene shop wale se kha k 32 no ki bra dena shop wale di mere ko design pasand nhi aaya. Grabbing each other as best we could, we pulled. The glowing couple moved with us as we writhed closer together.Shoulders almost touching, I reached across to Julia’s neck to get a better grip and she did the same to mine. Silently, I mouthed “One… two… three!” and we both pulled with all our might.I wish I had thought of this plan, and in future retellings of this story I will say I did, but it just happened.As we pulled, our bodies began to rotate. Defying more laws of physics, my apparition. Everyone rolled out of bed excited for the dinner that was coming later.We went to the kitchen and ate some breakfast, decided to take anothermorning walk. I went back and took a shower and got dressed.Geena was coming in as I was trying to sort through a new dress I hadbought on Monday. It was black with tiny blue, white and tan flowers allover it, so many that it appeared more blue than black. The problem I washaving was that the dress was very light, not quite see-through, but inany light. She seemed nervous and fidgety which was probably understandable. She finally sat down on the couch and put her knees together and clasped her arms around them, hugging herself. Defensive. She watched me with careful eyes and waited to see if I was going to start a conversation. When I didn't she decided to."Did you talk with Mark today? At work? Was it hard to do or did you just avoid him?"I looked at her and decided that I would let her do most of the talking. I would answer and encourage her.